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Dept. Of Speculation by Jenny Offill 2014

And while we’re on the subject of autobiographical fiction, there’s the wonderfully written and horrifically boring Dept. of Speculation in which a New York creative writing teacher, by way of space travel metaphor, Buddhism banalised and yoga’s butt kicked, blows paragraph-sized soap bubbles onto the page. 588 more words

Literary Fiction

L'amant (The Lover) by Marguerite Duras

Marguerite Donnadieu, better known as Duras, (4 April 1914 – 3 March 1996) is a French writer who grew up in French Indochina (Vietnam). Her writing has taken inspiration from her childhood in Vietnam, where her French parents moved to work. 1,525 more words

Book Reviews

Writing comes like the wind. It’s naked, it’s made of ink, it’s the thing written, and it passes like nothing else passes in life, nothing more, except life itself.

Marguerite Duras


...in which I read a library book! (but don't really take to it...)

The Lover by Marguerite Duras

Re-reading “The Voyage Out” left me with a huge book hangover, which was of course to be expected. I should perhaps have dipped into some short stories but instead went for a library book I’d just got out and which I’d read high praise of – “The Lover” by Marguerite Duras. 380 more words


One day, I was already old, in the entrance of a public place a man came up to me. He introduced himself and said, “I’ve known you for years.

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Don't cry anymore

She says: Look. She parts her legs, and in the hollow between you see the dark night at last. You say: It was there, the dark night. 43 more words


that death-derived certainty

She opens her eyes, says: Stop lying. She says she hopes she’ll never know anything, anything in the world, the way you do. She says: I don’t want to know anything the way you do, with that death-derived certainty, that hopeless monotony, the same every day of your life, every night, and that deadly routine of lovelessness. 6 more words